Reaching over
Life to life
Feeling sugared skin
My poor baby
Kissed him so
To ashamed to lift his chin
A voice is speaking
He's the prophet
Blinded by the light
A heart is breaking
I can hear it
Dropped when gone beyond my sight
Hey there, Mr. Talk too much
What's in store for us now?
I don't know how to speak to you
I don't know how to trust you
I don't kow how to live for you
I don't know how to love you
The gentleman who fell before the court
I feel your closeness
Like a shotgun
A chill within my soul
I touch your finger
Know your darkness
Your passion takes its' toll
Can't see that this talk is cheap
Let the suffering go
